When I picture a person giving a speech, I imagine someone confident, alert, standing with good posture, completely in control of their audience. I visualize a person standing behind a podium well dressed, and excited to deliver their material. For me my first intro speech was about conveying the image of what I felt a public speaker should be. How they stand, how they speak, and how they interact with their audience. Public speaking is one of the most fearful, intimidating, nerve racking thing most people will ever do. Public speaking is around us all the time, wither that's the president speaking, someone giving an acceptance speech at an award ceremony or just a debate in class. Seeing people get up and do it, makes it seem quite easy. My experiences and skills have taught me that it takes a lot to do so little in a set amount of time. Growing up a quite boy, just reading aloud in class would scare the day lights out of me. The fear of messing up the words, my projection, and even the fear of being laughed at because of my voice. Today I'm a different, mature, young adult very different from the young boy I was. My experiences through life, has given me the confidence and strength to look pass my fears and just relax and do it. I've worked in many customer service jobs like being a telemarketer and working in hospitality. Also teaching people how to design jewelry and even in the performing arts. These jobs have challenged me as a person, forcing me to gain the skills necessary to achieve them. They were not public speaking positions in particular , but they have helped me overcome fear, build confidence, self-esteem

and learn how to approach and deal with people. So in the end these positions have shown me the robes necessary to speak in public. Both writing and speaking are two different arenas. Something I've learned from others as well as...

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...Hey here I include myfirstspeech written and spoken by me on the ocassion of Sport Days 2k9 of our college. All liked it a lot. I hopu u guys also lik it reading.
1. Assembly of Athletes (01)
Aim: To make the students ready for the event of march-past.
Dialogue 01: “I request all the flag holders to take their respective positions with there squads.”
2. Arrival of the chief guest (02) cum Reception of the chief guest (03) cum pinning of rosette / presentation of bouquet (04)
Aim: To welcome the chief guest.
Dialogue 02: “Ladies and gentlemen, Boys and Girls please! Give a standing ovation to the chief guest of today’s athletic meet Dr. B.L.Paweja, Circle-Head, Punjab National Bank, Hoshiarpur. Sir, I welcome you at this august gathering.”
3. March past (05) cum Chief guest will take salute from athletes (06)
Dialogue 03: “Now I request V.C. sir, director sir to escort honorable chief guest of the day Dr. B.L. Paweja on the podium for the salutation ceremony.”
Dialogue 04: “All the contingent march forward leaving behind the message of national solidarity, integrity, unity and team spirit.”
When the MBA contingent come on the straight track….
Dialogue 05: “Our first contingent is of Rayat Institute of Management led by…………”
When the B.Ed contingent come on the straight track….
Dialogue 06: “Followed by is the contingent of...

...﻿Chitra Buxani
May 28, 2014
COMM 1110
Music Speech of Introduction
Theme: Rani’s favorite musician is Michael Jackson.
Attention Getter: When you hear the words, “The King of Pop”, or these famous words, “Hee Hee Woo Woo”, who do you all think of. If you all guessed Michael Jackson you are absolutely right.
Introduction: Michael Jackson who is Rani’s all-time favorite musical artist has a huge list of accomplishments. Here are just a few, he was an American singer, song writer, musician, dancer, businessman, and a perfectionist.
P 1: Rani first heard about Michael Jackson when she was about 10 years of age. She was getting bored and did not know what to watch on television, she kept changing the channels until she stumbled upon a skinny man with shiny clothes dancing in a way that she had not seen before.
Transition: She turned to her dad and asked him, dad who is this man and what type of dance is this man doing?
P 2: Her dad explained to her who this man was and that dance he was performing was the Moonwalk. His dancing moves and music were so different and unique that she wanted to learn the lyrics and his style of dancing. It took some determination and hard work but she eventually got it.
Buxani 2
Transition: When Rani listens to Michael Jackson’s music she experiences many happy emotions; it takes her back in time to her childhood years where she had no worries and stress.
P 3: She remembers how her dad taught...

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First few days at college
Day 1,
Date 28th February 2014,
Time 8:30 am to 6:00 pm
All students gathered in the auditorium and were given a welcoming speech by our senior FMB Program candidates, they shared their practical experiences from the program, and gave us a frank advice i.e. to remain focused, retain learning’s, attend all the lectures, on time submission of assignments, avoid partial group behavior, etc. which was like an eye opener for us.
We were then divided into two groups i.e. GROUP I & GROUP II, I was part of the latter group and therefore we had to remain in the same room, we were then accompanied by Prof Jyotsna Shah and was to improve our verbal ability and confidence, in which we had to address a speech to our group of 35 members on any desired topic , for a minute and half , I learned in this about my group members ideologies and likes , it also influenced me to know about myself in knowing time taken in decision making which was a reality check , simultaneously video recordings were done and replayed in order to correct the correct postures , loudness , expressions etc.
The class of 75 was then amalgamated again, and Sir Mac Fernandes accompanied us with his valuable learning’s on World Competitive Report, which was a reality check for us Indians, as I realized the countries’ economy is in a very bad shape, also something that inspired me was Sir Mac’s fundamentals in life, he...

...MyFirst Offhand SpeechMy heart is racing, my legs are trembling, and I am sweating all over. Why am I so nervous? It’s not the first competition that I’ve attended, why is this different? For me, I could only come up with one reason.
As you all might notice, the school’s annual offhand speech contest is approaching. And, as a result of my sophisticated consideration, I have decided to let Albert to represent our class. Our teacher announces the shocking news as I sit in my chair empty minded.
Just as she assisted students attending all other competitions, our teacher helps me prepare for this event a month before the actual competition. She gives me a topic every day and coerces me to present in front of the whole class, ignoring the fact that I’m one of the shiest students in class and my sadistic friends grinning in front of me.
Before I know it, the day had come. All contestants are receiving their topics, and with a maximum preparation time for five minutes, we must be ready to present. My topic, ‘typhoon’, isn’t the hardest topic I’ve seen, but with such a short time limit, I am literally freaking out. My knees are shaking, and my hands are trembling. I realize that I can’t think of anything! My mind blanks out, and my brain isn’t functioning at all....

...Esguerra, Aya Micaela Q.
English1 Narrative Essay
MyFirst on Firsts
Never have I ever been the risk-taker type of person. I kept on rationalizing and reasoning out that things should be done according to a valid purpose just to avoid being asked to do them. And frankly, I found every purpose or reason other people trying to convince me tell, in any way possible, invalid. I have escaped many adventures in life and lost opportunities that were already laid out in front of me. I practically think I even consider almost everything a waste of my time. Being the law-abiding citizen that I am, I thought life should be lived only according to every rule that was set. I was extremely obedient to the point that when my mother says I can’t leave the table unless I finish my food, I really didn’t move. And when she got back to check on me, she saw me sleeping beside my untouched lunch.
I grew up being prohibited to a lot of things because I was taken care of a little too much by my grandparents. I did everything as they say. It was a mortal sin for me to disappoint any member of my family. I never asked for anything material as a reward either because I thought I didn’t deserve any. You could just imagine me as this shy and quiet type of little girl, prim-and-proper. ‘Di makabasag-pinggan, like how most people see me. I think it was...

...was in myfirst car accident. I would never thought with the way I drive I could be in a big car wreck. I am a really conservative driver and abide by all laws. It all started when I made the decision to go down the road that leads into a very busy highway to cross. As I was pulling up to the stop sign, I knew it was a bad idea to have gone down this road, but before I knew it, it was too late. In the three years of driving down this road, I had never thought I would be a victim of the silly accidents that frequently occur on this highway. Sure enough, my luck had run out. While waiting to cross the three lane highway to go to school, I had to wait till someone in the middle lane left a gap for me to cross through. The middle lane is the lane where all the traffic eventually merges, so the other sides were usually empty. Eventually a man had opened the gap for me. From where I was sitting I couldn’t see the hidden lane. This created an unknown feeling of disaster when crossing over, and sure enough this would prove to be end of my car. As I was thanking you to the man who left the gap open, I continued forward only to see smoke and the sensation of blood rushing down my face a second later.
It didn’t take long before I realized what happened. One thing I absolutely hate is the feeling of helplessness. I jumped out of the car like superman, with strength unheard of. I don’t know if it was adrenaline or...

...Or maybe I simply wanted to die, rather than proceed with my dismal fate. Sensing a lack of oxygen in my lungs, I began to quietly hyperventilate. Breathe, Kelly, breathe. For a split second, I wondered if this was how people felt at the very moment that they "lost it".
Ironically, to an outside observer, nothing unusual was happening. The scene was a college class in Japanese, on the day of their first oral quiz. Yet to me, a teenage girl with a paralyzing fear of public speaking, it might as well have been a national news interview. At least in that situation, Ted Koppell would have bailed me out.
I sat frozen on a wooden chair, too nervous to move, as I waited impatiently for my turn. As a high school student taking classes at Rutgers University, I was desperate to feel accepted by my college peers. I stared at the Japanese book in front of me, silently reciting my mini-dialogue, although I already knew the lines by heart. Yet, in the presence of these "strangers" in the room, I felt scared. What if I made a mistake? What if I embarrassed myself? What the heck was I doing there? Anticipating a long semester among these students, I needed to prove myself.
Finally, the moment arrived. "Ma-san, your turn." I slowly walked up the aisle as if I had the weight of the world on my shoulders. When I reached the front of the classroom, I felt the stare of my fellow...

...Fear of MyFirstSpeech in Class
When I thought of myfirstspeech class, I was a bit frantic. After reading about professional public speakers stories on fear of public speaking and how they essentially overcame it, I told myself you can do it. The day of presenting myspeech finally arrived and I volunteered to be the one to go first in class. I was more apprehensive about my accent than anything else. Would the audience understand me clearly? Would they be bored with what I have to say about my chosen topic? Would I captive them and would I make a good impression?
Well, I gave the speech without a hitch. It was helpful to have my outline I created for the perusal of the class. Myspeech flowed particularly well thanks to the step-by-step key points of the outline. Meanwhile, I dared to glance from time to time at the audience to see if I could pick up cues. Sometime I found myself elevating my pitch, smiling just to capture my audience, and to gain confidence that my topic was an important and resourceful topic.
To conclude, after I was done with myspeech the class in a jovial expression clapped and smiled. My heart was palpitating so hard I thought I would...